"At the Bomb Testing Site."
"At noon in the desert a panting lizard waited for history,
its elbows tense, watching the curve of a particular road
as if something might happen.
It was looking at something farther off than people could
see, an important scene acted in stone for little cells
at the flute end of consequences.
There was just a continent without much
on it under a sky that never cared less.
Ready for a change, the elbows waited.
The hands gripped hard on the desert."